Castiel has born witness to a multitude of holy and awesome things in his life. He's seen stars come into being and watched them die, he's seen the very best humanity had to offer and none of it, none of it compares to this, to Dean. He's greedy enough for it, for feeling him flayed this wide open to Castiel not to want it to end but he can't risk doing damage that he cannot fix. He pushes through one last surge of affection before pulling his grace back, trying to heal the places inside Dean that he broke but leaving enough damage to hopefully extend what Dean needs out of this.
"I've got you," he murmurs, mouth soft against Dean's neck as he comes back to himself, back to just his body. He tightens his hold on Dean's waist, already hating the separation.
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Date: 2015-03-26 05:16 am (UTC)"I've got you," he murmurs, mouth soft against Dean's neck as he comes back to himself, back to just his body. He tightens his hold on Dean's waist, already hating the separation.